On the Fourth Day of Christmas…

#4 in the Christmastide Prayers for Peace Series

Find a quiet place and invite the God of your understanding into this moment and space made sacred by Love. When ready, return to your journal and write the St. Francis Prayer from its beginning and through the next prayer in the series.

Lord, make me a channel of thy peace – that where there is hatred, I may bring love – that where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness – that where there is discord, I may bring harmony – that where there is error, I may bring truth.

What is error? Who gets to determine something is in error? And, who gets to say what is truth? Do you feel a charge behind either of these words, or do you feel neutrality?

Where do you feel there is error right now, and where do you feel there is truth? When in your life have you assessed error and brought truth? Did that feel differently to you than when you have experienced God bringing truth to error?

Listen to the words in the prayer, and the words inside of you. Write them down. Thank them. And, if there is silence, allow yourself to sit in the familiar comfort of these words of peace.

CONVERSATION STARTERS

ERROR? I heard ‘error’ as ‘mistake.’ And I am not too surprised as I have had a lifelong battle (at least in my head) about making mistakes. Or more to the point – being found out that I made a mistake. Or being discovered that I am a mistake.

Three years into my recovery, instead of spinning in anguish to hide or fix an accounting error without my boss finding out, I went and told him the truth. He wasn’t too pleased. He asked how we could fix it. And then it was done. Over. I walked back to my desk still shaking and wishing it hadn’t happened, but pretty quickly I felt new freedom in simply telling the truth.

I believe the reason I could tell the truth that day was because I had built up enough connection and trust with God to first own my error, and then tell the truth to the right person in a timely manner. I remember that night thanking God for being larger and more loving in my heart than the fear of begin found out. Error is personal but so is truth.

*Prayer of St. Francis, as presented in ‘Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions‘
Lord, make me a channel of thy peace – that where there is hatred, I may bring love – that where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness – that where there is discord, I may bring harmony – that where there is error, I may bring truth – that where there is doubt, I may bring faith – that where there is despair, I may bring hope – that where there are shadows, I may bring light – that where there is sadness, I may bring joy. Lord, grant that I may seek rather to comfort than to be comforted – to understand, than to be understood – to love, than to be loved. For it is by self-forgetting that one finds. It is by forgiving that one is forgiven. It is by dying that one awakens to Eternal Life. Amen.


NOTES: This is a public forum and comments and questions are always welcome, but please be thoughtful and respectful to the journey for yourself and for others. Please also know that I welcome hearing from you directly about your thoughts, comments, questions and suggestions during and after this Christmastide season. www.theresa@theresawyatt.com

 

4 thoughts on “On the Fourth Day of Christmas…

  1. Love this. There’s so much Grace and freedom in “when we were wrong, promptly admitted it” and making the best amends we can. I’m using “we” instead of “I” because we are not healed alone. I need your (plural) wisdom.

  2. When I consider the word own. I think of the acronym

    O – On the
    W – Way
    N – North

    The way to “ True North” is by owning the truth. Our very being is created by Truth. When we own the error/mistake it brings us closer to who we are in Him. Seems like when we walk away after being vulnerable it is natural to look up, (North) and be thankful for the freedom.

    Blessings and peace

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